Here's a clue as to what's been going on. Its a Big Project. Even though I won't do the project (you scoff? go visit a 6th grade on the day they bring in the projects and you will see some serious parent takeover) I am on call. In my capacity as Design Consultant ("should I glue it here? or here? or here?or here?or here? wait..where did I put it first? Here? or here? or...."), IT Support ("Mommmm!! The printer won't print!") and Most Likely to Make a Last Minute Trip to the Store for Poster Board and White-Out. On the upside: I've fully refreshed my knowledge of the three orders of Greek columns, as well as where we stashed the best flowing Elmers glue bottle.
I made a little Knitpicks order because my older, non-project-ing son requested a new hat- and I can't resist another hat. So when a package notice appeared in my mailbox I expected the puffy envelope of yarn but found these from my mom A shoebox full of home baked Hamentaschen for Purim, a little festival we celebrated this week. They're fruit filled pastries that (depending on where in the world you eat 'em) are the villain of the story's hat (Hamentaschen, I know it means Haman's Pockets but we say its his hat) or his ears (Oznay Haman) but either way: yum. Guess what I had for lunch yesterday?
My plan for today: no sugar. No ear/hat/pocket snacking. No use of the words Ionic, Doric or Corinthian. And cling to the silly belief that it won't snow tomorrow if I think hard enough against it.